Colors Hidden in the Darkness
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Last published Tue, Oct 21, 2025
This is a magical story about a girl who believes she has lost all her colors. She lives in a quiet world of mushrooms, where everything is black and white. One day, she follows a mysterious light and finds herself in a land full of colors, fairies, and secrets. There, she learns that true colors don't come only from the light - sometimes they're hidden deep inside the darkness.
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